... a "feel-good" holiday short story about one man's journey to recover lost memories and his discovery that nothing is ever forgotten; it is only misplaced!
- Robert Martin
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Never Forgotten based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
Enjoyable short story!
What a wonderful story. I really liked it very much. Thanks for such a great read. J..... :)
Was a good read but left me confused. Jms
I woke up shortly after I got knocked out. I looked around as best as I could, my vision hazzy. "Hey, looks like Miss Bravery is awake." It was that same voice. That same, stupid voice that almost got me killed. "Shut up, Imalthia. It's not like she knew what was going to happen." I didn't recognize that voice at all, but it sounded like a boy's. A door unlocked and creaked open, and at that moment, I realized where I was. A basement. I tried to move, but my hands where behind my back, tied to a horribly sturdy metal pole. "Next time, don't pin me down like that. You could've learned something. But no-o you just had be brave and try to kill me!" Imalthia whispered in my ear. I scowled. "Shut up and leave me alone!" I screamed. "Ooh, a screamer, too?" Imalthia teased. Then, something grabbed my neck and kept tightening it's grip. Without my hands, I could only flail my legs, trying desperatly to get away from the thing. "Fabien! That's enough. Don't kill her until I say!" Imalthia tugged on Fabien's arm. I couldn't see what he looked like, because my vision was still fuzzy and getting worse. "I can kill you right now, you know. But I won't. Well, not now." Imalthia mocked. "Knock her out, Fabien." And once agian, I got knocked out. (Ill redo this Chapter llater)